"Fine, I'm almost impressed with you. Since you've made your choice, then hurry up and do it. You might as well do it yourself. I think stabbing yourself five times will certainly be an interesting endeavor."
Huang Ting looked at Chu Mo, his face full of cold mockery.
Chu Mo couldn't be bothered with talking anymore, and thus, he directly took the longsword thrown by Huang Ting.
Just like that, he plunged it into the front of his chest!
Pu!!
Pu!!
Pu!!
That extremely harsh and cruel sound rang out, Chu Mo was so fast, almost in the blink of an eye, he had stabbed himself five times.
Blood flowed out profusely, strikingly glaring.
At that moment, when the five women saw this scene, their hearts shattered.
It was that kind of moving, that kind of tearful moment!
"Now, is that enough?" Chu Mo asked haltingly, his face growing paler.
His chest looked horrifying, with five bloody holes, and blood was profusely oozing out, looking especially harrowing.
